I bare my fangs and growl. "What do you mean just?!" I snarl, "I have been in hospital nearly three weeks and you are only just starting treatment!" I try to sit up in bed to look more hostile but my arms are still badly damaged. The nurse stammers and starts backing away, "W-well we thought you dealt with it." This is probably the worst excuse I have ever heard. My face goes to a look that says did-you-really-just-say-that? "So, I am a patient sick in bed with regeneration powers so I instantly can sort myself out? Makes sense I guess." I say in a sour sarcastic voice.
I block out all the staff for the rest of today. When the gang come in they say that they were warned I was in a bad mood today. The thing that cheered me up though, was that Carrie worked out one more day of regeneration will bust me it of here. Best news I have heard all day. All week maybe.
Something great that also happened is Martin, who although isn't a supernatural is helping on our journey, passed his driving test so we can get around without using public transport or involving the adults. They know but only Luna's dad is a supernatural and we don't want them getting hurt. Martin is in the army so he is safe enough. That makes 7 of us. That's enough I hope. Although it's 1000 vs 7 we have 1000s behind us. That will do. We may not win but we will have tried. We can try again if we have to. I don't know about the others but I am gonna try till the end. Thats a promise I make to me and the rest of the world.
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General FictionIt is hard to fit in when you are different in every way. Mariah and her gang have this problem, only they aren't the same species as the others. As they start high school Mariah is determind to keep everything about herself secret but things never...
